Thunder pierced through the heaven and earth, continuously hammering towards Chen Sheng.
Time flew by quickly.
Fifteen minutes later.
Well-fed and hydrated, Xiao Hei took Shen Ziming and fled towards the distance.
Right now, the thunder he could absorb was not substantial.
After absorbing it, there might be a possibility that he couldn't intercept it, resulting in Shen Ziming getting injured.
Although he didn't like this "hybrid."
But he dared not disobey Chen Sheng's request.
Another fifteen minutes passed.
Only then did the sound of thunder strikes gradually weaken.
Even the dark clouds in the sky.
Gradually dissipated.
Shen Ziming stood in the distance, worriedly looking in Chen Sheng's direction.
The thunder just now.
Merely looking at it made him feel a sense of trepidation.
Let alone trying to touch it.
Shen Ziming was absolutely certain.
That even with the protection of his Qi.
Under such heavenly might, he would probably not be any different from ants.
